Black History Month...Let's make History
I will try to find obscure bits of history (and post daily) but, I am sure there are folks on the board who already know some obscure stuff to share.
We are making history right now...1st Black American President in office and making change a reality.
So Luxembourg is the country that borders Belgium to the south. Patricia Roberts Harris was the first African-American woman to hold a U.S. ambassadorship when she was named in 1965 by President Lyndon Johnson to the embassy in Luxembourg.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Byron_Brown
Success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the obstacles which he has overcome. ~Booker T. Washington~
on 2/1/09 2:44 am
Black History Month originated in 1926 by Carter Godwin Woodson as Negro History Week. The month of February was chosen in honor of Frederick Douglass and Abraham Lincoln, who were both born in that month.
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PS: Pat Harris and Barbara Jordan legacies prompted me to go to Law School. I read Mrs. Harris' words (in a book) when she was Dean of Howard Law School during turbulent times; "I have NEVER been a white man's ***** so why would I be a Black man's *****!!!"
Lift Every Voice And Sing is often called "The Negro National Anthem" (or Black National Anthem)-was written as a poem by James Weldon Johnson (1871-1938) and then set to music by his brother John Rosamond Johnson (1873-1954) in 1900. It was first performed in public in the Johnsons’ hometown of Jacksonville, Florida as part of a celebration of Lincoln’s Birthday on February 12, 1900 by a choir of 500 schoolchildren at the segregated Stanton School, where James Weldon Johnson was principal.
Lift Every Voice And Sing Lyrics :
Lift every voice and sing,’Til earth and heaven ring,
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise
High as the listening skies,
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.
Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us;
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,
Let us march on ’til victory is won.
Stony the road we trod,
Bitter the chast’ning rod,
Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;
Yet with a steady beat,
Have not our weary feet
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,
Out from the gloomy past,
’Til now we stand at last
Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.
God of our weary years,
God of our silent tears,
Thou who has brought us thus far on the way;
Thou who has by Thy might
Led us into the light,
Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,
Lest, our hearts drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee;
Shadowed beneath Thy hand,
May we forever stand,
True to our God,
True to our native land.
Be Well, Live Well
I Am Most Excellent - Affirmed Only Of GOD.
I wish for You, what I pray for Myself: Wellness, Happiness and Success In ALL Things Good!
I know for Sure I Control: My Attitude and Effort, My Health and Happiness.